Seeing the chef bow his head and leave, Yu Qiuyan felt a little disappointed.

The meal was ready, but the lazy guy upstairs hadn't gotten up yet. She glanced at the watch on her wrist and found that it was almost eight o'clock, so she quickly walked upstairs to see what was going on.

Chen Zhen in the bedroom did not know that his nemesis was on the way. He held a cigarette between his slender fingers and recalled Yuan Kehuan's state at the banquet last night.

Confident people always think that they can grasp the overall situation.

But they don't know that the reason why they are showing off is their self-confidence.

Even businessmen with a strong background are subconsciously afraid of the violent official institutions. This is a threat posed by power and cannot be changed by personal will.

But this iron law is somewhat inapplicable to Yuan Kehuan.

The chief of the Peking Police Department turned out to be the gatekeeper of his house, and the Minister of Justice had to address him as "Fifth Master" when he saw him.

Only the elders of Beiyang can call Yuan Kehuan by his name.

Although the Yuan family no longer has Yuan Shikai as its pillar of strength, its influence in the entire north has not diminished at all.

Yuan Kewen was living and drinking in Tianjin, and all the gang disciples regarded him as their leader, and he was in charge of all the docks and shipping.

The eldest prince Yuan Keding also served as an iron ore assistant and had great influence in the Hebei mines. The bald men in Nanjing also valued him and hired him as a consultant to secretly win over the warlords from Beiyang.

During the Central Plains War, Yuan Keding was once a bald lobbyist, and he deceived Marshal Feng so much that he went directly to Lushan Mountain to take shelter.

However, Yuan Keding worked hard, but he was also corrupt. He took most of it himself, which made Wu Tiecheng very angry.

But Baldhead didn't take it seriously. After all, spending some money is a trivial matter, but disintegrating the Northern Military Alliance is a big deal.

Yuan Kehuan was able to open mining factories and engage in industry in Nanjing and Hebei because of the blessing of his two brothers.

Therefore, it is right for him to be calm, but it is wrong to be lack of curiosity.

Checking for counterfeit bills, this is a search plan that only a fool can come up with.

If Han Youjie was not Japanese, Chen Zhen would suspect that this woman was his comrade.

Chen Zhen thought of this, took a puff of cigarette, and then put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.

For such a big work mistake, Han Youjie would definitely not correct it if he didn't get a lesson, so it was necessary to have a good talk with Kenji Doihara who was far away in Peiping.

Let this little girl understand what is dangerous in the workplace.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep!"

"Are you a pig? You sleep all day long."

"The sun is almost hitting your buttocks. Get up and eat quickly."

While Chen Zhen was meditating, Yu Qiuyan rushed into the bedroom like the wind, opened the curtains, and scolded loudly.

The sunlight shines into the bedroom, destroying the dark and gloomy mood.

The sun is not suitable for planning conspiracies and conspiracies, so Chen Zhen can only let go of Han Youjie's schemes for the time being.

With a helpless sigh, Chen Zhen grabbed the military uniform that flew towards him, put on his slippers and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Wash yourself cleanly and dress neatly.

Chen Zhen looked at the mirror again. He didn't know if it was because of the light problem. The man in the mirror changed his gloomy look from last night. Against the backdrop of the lights and military uniform, he looked extraordinary.

"New year, new atmosphere, be happy."

Chen Zhen muttered to himself in the mirror and walked out of the bathroom.

When we arrived at the dining room, the table was already filled with dishes.

Shredded chicken porridge and door-nail sesame cakes are Chen Zhen's usual favorites. It can be seen that the cook has put his heart into it.

"I called Brother An and he said he was going to take a nap."

"Let us eat first!"

Yu Qiuyan brought a glass of milk, placed it in front of Chen Zhen, and said softly.

Xiao Anzi drank a lot last night. Harbin is his home ground. As a landlord, he must let his guests drink well.

Chen Zhen nodded, indicating that he understood, then picked up the porridge bowl and said softly to Yu Qiuyan: "It's a good idea not to come, let's have a good meal!".

Yu Qiuyan was stunned for a moment. Chen Zhen had never spoken to him like this before.

His tone of voice has always been very cold, and there is no emotion in his voice. This is the first time I feel concern in his words.

I think it is very worthwhile to practice caring for others and showing your concern.

Because you must have the people you care about most in your life, so that you can live a meaningful life.

This is what Chen Zhen summed up from reading a psychology book yesterday. He also used this to reflect on his previous attitude. There were indeed some problems.

Yu Qiuyan is a comrade who shares life and death with him. No matter which one of them has problems, the other will inevitably die.

It's better to be nice to her while she's alive!

Thinking of this, Chen Zhen took the initiative to pick up a piece of door-nail sesame seed cake and put it on Yu Qiuyan's dinner plate.

Looking at the sesame cakes in front of her, Yu Qiuyan looked at Chen Zhen in disbelief.

Why did this guy have such a fit this morning, and why did he suddenly become so considerate?

Chen Zhen was not overly attentive, fearing that Yu Qiuyan would not be able to accept it for a while, so he started to sip porridge and eat side dishes.

Breakfast was spent in an abnormal and normal way. Chen Zhen had a delicious breakfast, rinsed his mouth, then sat in the living room and read the Harbin Morning News.

The newspapers were full of trivial matters, and he didn't care at all. Instead, he was interested in the cotton and linen quotations in the newspapers.

It is a helpless act to convey information through letters.

The current situation is chaotic, and the mail route at the post office is always intermittent. If you are not careful, it will be lost.

Therefore, everyone prefers to send telegrams. Although the price is a bit higher, the speed and safe arrival make it difficult to refuse.

Cotton and linen on the 15th of every month is the only channel for Chen Zhen to receive organizational tasks.

It turned out that there was still a messenger from the Northern Bureau, but Feng Zhongyun's retreat was completely hopeless.

The radio station is also hidden in the deep mountains and old forests and cannot be activated. After all, only Yu Qiuyan knows the hiding place.

There are many people with many eyes, and among other things, Gao Bin's spy is just watching outside the villa. As long as there is the slightest sign of trouble, it is easy for others to follow the clues and catch him.

Everything is business as usual, no messages are delivered.

After Chen Zhen read the quotation, he felt relieved. He still had no clue about the tasks assigned in the letter, and he was very anxious.

"Eat some fruit."

"The fruits sold by Dongri Trading Company are getting more and more expensive, and oranges actually cost one yuan a pound."

"How much does white rice cost? One dollar can buy five kilograms of fine polished rice."

"It's true that all the surnames have gone to Zhao, and money comes from opening your mouth!"

Yu Qiuyan held a plate of cut fruits and placed it in front of Chen Zhen. She put the newspaper aside and complained.

I happen to be thirsty!
Chapter completed!